Rocky joined our family in 2012 when he was 2 years old. He was in a “free to a good home” ad and we couldn’t resist his sweet face in the online picture. We were often asked what kind of dog he was and we would proudly answer “Schnauzer Poodle Boxer Husky” instead of “mutt”. His previous owners got him as a puppy and knew that his mother was a Schnoodle and his father was a Boxer Husky. That may be true, but to us, he was just a big ball of love.
Rocky was so excited to greet anyone who came to the house and just wanted attention and pets. He always squeaked and made his opinions known. He was a terrible watchdog because he greeted everyone with love, smiles and tail wags, but that was all part of his charm.
We tried for years to teach Rocky how to play fetch, but it always ended in him keeping the toy and running away with it, just fast enough so we couldn’t catch him. His “keep away” game always made us laugh because he would “growl” at us playfully, trying to encourage us to keep up the chase as he circled around the coffee table.
His mama will miss how he followed her all over the house, never wanting to be left out of the action. He loved his family fiercely, and was known to walk around the house in the middle of the night, going into each bedroom to check on everyone.
Rocky - a.k.a. Pupper, Puppy, and many other nicknames - leaves behind his human mom & dad (Treena & Craig), and 3 human siblings (Cameron, Aimee & Bennett), who grew up with Rocky by their side. He also leaves behind his newly-adopted canine sibling, Bagel. As he crosses the Rainbow Bridge, we know he will find his feline buddy Tucker who passed in 2015.
There is no love like the pure love of a dog. We wish we had more time with our sweet boy.